He told me to post this today....

I was on my way out the door to work. I had had on "okay"....that turned into a "wonderful morning filled with praise and awesome intimate time with Jesus!

As I was on my way "literally out the door", I heard that wonderful small still voice say to me, "Psalm 42."

I went to my bible, singing along the way "as a deer panting for the water......" (as I it was that Psalm about the deer panting for the water) but when I opened my Bible to Psalm 42 I had an incredible unexpected surprise!

I found not only the following verse....but a a little peice of paper with a short saying on it, I had saved; that went totally with Psalm 42.

Anyway...below is the little saying and the Psalm...I found it to be QUITE amazing that the two were on the same page in my Bible and the Lord told me specifically to go there today!

I KNOW that "I" needed to here this today....and since the Lord spoke to me agin in that small still voice and said, "Post it."
I would venture a guess....someone else needs to hear it as well!

Be Blessed my friends!

Love in Yeshua HaMashiach, God's Own Amy Colleen


My Little Piece of Paper I found in my Bible on the same page as Psalm 42 "Joys are often the shadows cast by sorrows."

Psalm 42

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food
day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go with the multitude,
leading the procession to the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.
My ^[c] soul is downcast within me;
therefore I will remember you
from the land of the Jordan,
the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep
in the roar of your waterfalls;
all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.

By day the LORD directs his love,
at night his song is with me—
a prayer to the God of my life.

I say to God my Rock,
"Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I go about mourning,
oppressed by the enemy?"

My bones suffer mortal agony
as my foes taunt me,
saying to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

Why are you downcast, O my soul?
Why so disturbed within me?
Put your hope in God,
for I will yet praise him,
my Savior and my God.